"In a Mirror, Darkly" Line-by-Line

T'POL: I've disabled the internal sensors and the comm system.

 

FORREST: We'll take the Bridge first.

[Bridge]

They shoot the duty officer and the helm officer.

FORREST: Set a course out of Tholian space, maximum warp.

 

T'POL: I can't alter our heading.

 

FORREST: Full stop!

 

T'POL: The helm's not responding.

(The turbolift door opens, and Archer is there, empty-handed)

 

ARCHER: Having trouble?

 

FORREST: You did this.

 

ARCHER: Autonavigation can't be released until we've reach the co-ordinates I've set.

 

FORREST: Restore the controls now.

 

ARCHER: I can't. They've been encrypted with a random code.

 

FORREST: Can you override the helm?

 

T'POL: It'll take several days to break the encryption.

 

ARCHER: We'll arrive at the coordinates long before then. (sarcastically) The Bridge is yours, Captain.

 

[Agony booth]

PHLOX: Ten hours in the Booth. Impressive.

 

FORREST: Get him out of there. (Archer falls out of the perspex tube) Bring Major Reed. I want him to spend some time in this invention of his.

 

ARCHER: You going to shoot me now or wait for court-martial?

 

FORREST: Fleet Admiral Gardner's ordered you released. He received the data you sent him. The Admiral finds your suggestion intriguing. Since you've already locked us on this course, I've been ordered to investigate your mystery ship. You betrayed me. Don't think for one moment I'm going to forget that. Get cleaned up. You're briefing the senior staff in an hour.

 

[Conference room]

T'POL: A parallel universe? The Science Directorate has examined all of these theories. They've found no evidence of alternate realities.

 

ARCHER: The Tholians are a little more open-minded than your people. They detonated a tricobalt warhead here, inside the gravity well of a dead star. The explosion created an interphasic rift. A doorway into another universe.

 

TUCKER: A doorway.